It Has to Start Sometime

New beginnings are always a great time! I am constantly in awe of the resoluteness one needs for the closing of the door behind to walk slowly but assuredly away from one’s comfort. And then how soon it can be followed by the exhilaration and anticipation of new worlds to be found in the opening of the doors ahead.

This is where I find myself. Wanting… Maybe even needing… to enter a new unexplored world. Yet I still enjoy and find fulfillment and rest in the world in which I presently reside.

Living simultaneously in two worlds… It can’t last forever… But while it does, I will enjoy the ride.

Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner- 2016 Week #41


I would like to give a hearty welcome to all flash fiction aficionados.Welcome to the new Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner Home Site.

Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner is a weekly writing challenge designed for both the flash fiction newbie and the more experienced writer. It is the desire of this challenge to allow writers the opportunity to clear the cobwebs from a more tedious and involved project. Becoming a part of a new and growing writer’s community might be just what the doctor ordered to rejuvenate your writing juices.

Your Photo Prompt for Week #41 – 2016


The challenge for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner will open early Thursday morning, October 13th. Blessing to you with week… There is no opening sentence.  Allow the prompt to take you anywhere you want to go! (Limit your stories to 200 words.)

This challenge is open until 11:00 pm Friday night, October 21st, 2016.

Click on the Blue Frog to share.

The Six Easy Guidelines

  • A photo prompt and an introductory sentence/ topic is to be used as your ‘muse’. They will arrive promptly at midnight each Friday morning.
  • Include the photo prompt and its credits with your story on your blog. Use of the introductory sentence/ topic is optional. Some followers like the introductory sentence ideas.
  • All stories are to be crafted and honed to under 200 words in length.
  • Each flash fiction piece should have a clear beginning, middle, and end. No serial stories. It is harder to stay abreast of a serial story. (Please keep content PG-13.)
  • Post your flash fiction response by clicking on THE BLUE FROG. Follow the given directions.
  • It is the desire of this blog to begin a new writing community. Plan a day to visit the writings of our challengers to enjoy our creations and to provide a little positive feedback.

Thank you for your participation. I look forward to reading each of your stories. Please remember to check back and follow the journeys of our fellow writers. Kind comments are always appreciated.

Written for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: Week #41 – 2016.

1960 Plymouth Valiant
1960 Plymouth Valiant

Share Your World


Week #41

  • Do you believe in love at first sight?
  • Your first car?
  • Who taught you to ride a bike? How did it go?
  • Ugly and rich or beautiful and poor?
  • What was the first dish you could cook?

Do you believe in love at first sight?

Yep… But then one has to fight to stay in love. No one ever tells that part of the story!

Your first car?

1962 Plymouth Valiant… push button automatic. Cost me $100 at an auction. It belonged to my grandfather.


Who taught you to ride a bike? How did it go?

I don’t remember. I think that I taught myself to ride on a secluded dirt road that had very little traffic? I don’t remember the person running beside of me and then letting me go???

Ugly and rich or beautiful and poor?

Let’s think about it…

  • Much can be said in favor of being rich…
  • Beauty is, of course, only skin deep, but beauty is awfully awesome to hold one’s gaze…
  • Being ugly, at least you are loved for who you truly are…
  • Not much can be said to make “poor” attractive…
  • Think I’ll pass on this one!
  • (Probably should have passed six lines ago!)

What was the first dish you could cook?
The first dish that I learned to cook was Kraft Macaroni and Cheese. This was in the small rectangular box. You had to boil the macaroni, strain it, place it in a bowl, and then mix in the grated, orange-powdered cheeses. It was delicious!

Written for Share Your World- 2016: Week #41. Requirements: Answer the questions.

Flattery: A Four Letter Word

F-L-A-T-T-E-R-Y is a four letter word.

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There is an incredible chasm between a true compliment…a statement of worth about a event or characteristic of value… compared to someone simply telling you what they think that you want to hear so that they can manipulate you into doing what they want you to do.

I am not a seeker of ‘compliments’… But a true complement… or even a well-placed criticism… is worth its weight in gold!  Far more welcome in my life than selfish, manipulative flattery.

Once a person flatters me, I find it difficult to trust any statement whatsoever that comes from their mouth.

Written for The Daily Post: October 10, 2016. Flattery



I spent three months arguing with myself about hosting my own Flash Fiction contest.

I finally won.

I decided to host  ffpp .

The site was going great. I had a fine community of writers with whom who I established a great passion with sharing our flash fiction ‘children’.

Then, a stupid little voice steps in…. Of course, I didn’t know the voice was so stupid at the time or I would not have listened.

Another argument ensued. I should host the writing community as a WordPress Challenge. In order to do that, I had to remove it from my blog and initiate a new blog.

After arguing with myself for another three months. I won.

I started a new blog.

What a disaster!

I am so sorry to my flash comrades for stepping away from a great community of writers to seek a bigger platform. (There were far more events at play during this time than that just avarice, but that seemed to be the impedance of the decision…. STUPID!)

As of this Thursday, ffpp  will be up and running again.

If you would be so kind as to assist in rebuilding another safe haven for writers to share their works in an atmosphere of safety and camaraderie, I would so much like to allow that to happen again.

If we are a community of seven, seventeen, or seven hundred… as long as we allow encouragement and edification for our writing endeavors, I will call myself a blessed sponsor.

I ask your forgiveness.

Join me, once again, at  ffpp ,

Pass the word to a few fellow writers.

I look forward to seeing you there.

Note to Self: No more internal arguments. It is too easy to win and be wrong!

Written for The Daily Post: October 8, 2016 and Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioners . Argument



Ruskea lay sprawled out in front of the sofa. Her two pups wriggled and twisted under her belly.

With a yelp and one push of a paw, play was over. Ruskea had had enough. It was time to sleep.

Katja and I had hoped for three pups. Ruskea was so gentle and kind with our own two small ones, everyone who visited wanted a pup.

This benevolent protector of our twin boys was now the financial advisor of their future college fund.

Ruskea must have felt our compassion and appreciation. With a wink and a nod, she was asleep.

Important Note: Ruskea is Finnish for brown.

Written for The Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge. October 5, 2016 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about a Big Brown Dog. I just want to read Big Brown Dog stories this week. I know dogs aren’t everyone’s cup of tea, but you can write about that, too. Keep it happy, write something funny, surprising or tender. Thank you.